A reviewer/friend of mine told me that they thought they needed to know a little bit about Hyrina going in to the story, despite the fact I was revealing things in the fic itself. So, I wrote this prologue in letter form. Hyrina is writing this on a planet (I didn't name) that she has spent her youth. She's depressed, so she's doing it as a sort of self help exercise.
I don't own DBZ, which is a damn shame.
Dear Vegeta,
I'm writing you this letter as a form of self therapy. I know you're either long dead or long forgotten about me, brother. So let me refresh your memory. I was born the year after you were. I don't know what happened to our parents, but I think that our father married your mother for political reasons. As for my mother, she grew up with him. So she told me when I was young, anyway. When I was three years old, my mother was killed. I'll never forget the day that some of Frieza's men targeted her just because they could. I watched my mother die, Vegeta. That was when I ran to you. Do you remember when I used to try and meet up with you, even though I was told to stay away? I remember you being mean to me. I loved you, Vegeta. I looked up to you. Even though our parents were at odds, I couldn't stop looking up to you.
Our Uncle Amaranth begged father to take me back. My mother was dead; there was no one I could stay with. Father refused, so Uncle took me in. I only saw you once after that, Vegeta. Uncle Amaranth ran a resistance group dedicated to ridding our race of Frieza's influence. Father had given you to the tyrant, and no one liked that. We tried so hard to save you, my big brother. Our plan was for me to crawl through the ventilation system of Frieza's ship to you and then to have you come out with me. I was the only one small enough to pull off the task, because I was only four. You were just a year older, after all. The plan seemed like a good one. I was unlucky enough to get caught, though. They beat me almost to death and left me to die.
The next thing I knew, I was waking up in a rejuvenation tank. I never did get to find out how I'd gotten there. Things were insane on the surface of our home planet. There was something going on in the sky. The next thing I knew, I was shoved into one of the space pods and blasted off. I hit some turbulence on the way out and knocked my head. The ship's system put me into a deeper sleep, and I hibernated for an undisclosed time until I landed on the planet I now inhabit.
Aside from my Master, this world has been hell. I don't even care to describe the hell I've been through. Maybe in person, if that ever happens. But now... Well now, my Master's passed on, too. I'm really alone now. I'm terrified. I wish I could be as strong as you, Vegeta.
Sincerely yours,
Hyrina